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so I asked my mom to get me a binder since I needed another one for one of my classes... and I told her to get me a one inch one, because I don't like the really thick binders, they're too big and.. blah. so she comes home with a HUGE, like, three inch big binder. and. grr. I'm really irritated. just... like... biting my tongue and digging my nails into my palms irritated. clenching my teeth, trying not to let her see how much it annoys me.
what is wrong with me? why the fuck is something so stupid irritating me so much? why does every single little thing my mom does piss me off until I'm at the point of SHOOTING MYSELF IN THE HEAD?!?!? gahhh. and I'm just. mad. that it's 3 inches. WHYYYY. I mean, it's STUPID. ugh. I suck.
I'm such a bitch.
[edit] great. and now she's stoned. it's funny how she sneaks off into the bathroom to do it and then expects me not to smell it or something. *rolls eyes*
what is wrong with me? why the fuck is something so stupid irritating me so much? why does every single little thing my mom does piss me off until I'm at the point of SHOOTING MYSELF IN THE HEAD?!?!? gahhh. and I'm just. mad. that it's 3 inches. WHYYYY. I mean, it's STUPID. ugh. I suck.
I'm such a bitch.
[edit] great. and now she's stoned. it's funny how she sneaks off into the bathroom to do it and then expects me not to smell it or something. *rolls eyes*